Josiah was not wearing pants! He was not wearing any pants!
“Ahh!” Godd*mn!
Josiah kept shrieking as he frantically pulled a piece of clothing from the side to cover himself.
The girl was terrified, shaking as she crouched on the floor with her hands wrapped around her head.
At the same time, someone knocked on the dressing room door.
Josiah stopped screaming abruptly and was still in shock when he heard someone asking, “Is there anyone in there? Can I enter?”
It was a man’s voice.
Josiah was a little befuddled. He was going to open the door when something grabbed his ankle. Looking down, the girl crawled in front of him, grabbing his foot. Her eyes were misty.
“No…” she pleaded. “Don’t open the door. Don’t say that I’m here…”
“What?” Josiah was lost. “What’s happening?”
“Please!”
The knocks grew louder.
Josiah did not have much time to think. The moment the person outside kicked the door open, he grabbed the clothes he covered himself with and pressed the girl on the floor. His hank was on her back, separating her from the cool floor. His well-built body covered her petite self up just nicely.
The few men who barged in were baffled by the scene.
“What?” Josiah turned and looked at them in annoyance. “Where are you from!? On a suicide mission?”
Those men were the Tanners' servants and could recognize Josiah. Their hearts lurched. “M-Mr. Bayer…”
“Get the h*ll out of here! Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something!?”
“Y-Yes…”
The men left nervously and did not forget to close the door properly.
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